I decided that with her new memories and wardrobe I definitely didn't want to miss out on what she had to say about her situation, so I wished her "unpaused".
"...I'm your therapist and we need to keep things between us professional." The doc snuck a glance at my crotch and swallowed hastily at the sight of my erection. Her blush was getting darker and she couldn't seem to keep her hands still.
"Doctor, we're almost late for my session, do you want to finish talking about this there?"
"I, I, Joe, I don't think--" Dr Von Hauser looked up at me and stopped talking. Her pupils were dilated and she stared at me with her mouth hanging open.
I couldn't resist stepping close and kissing her. My tongue slipped between her unresisting lips, and she had her arms around me pulling me tight against her trembling body. She moaned as we kissed and I happily squeezed her ass.
Eventually we came up for air, she was flushed and sweaty, I had a rock hard boner she'd been grinding her pelvis against for the last few minutes, dry-humping me for all she was worth.
"You looked damned sexy a while ago, when you were naked." I said before leaning in to plant a couple kisses in her cleavage.
"Oh god Joe, I don't know what happened! One minute I was walking to my office for our session, the next I was naked, then I turned around and saw you staring at me and got so horny!"
"Oh? Would you like to be naked for me now?" I asked playfully as I found and tugged on her skirt zipper.
"Joe! We're in public! If your parents found out..."
"No one's paying any attention," I soothed her as I slipped off her skirt. Her mouth might have been protesting, but her body wasn't offering any resistance. I slid my hands up her thighs and under the back of her blouse. Her panties were French-cut lace, much classier than a thong. I squeezed her ass some more and leaned in to lick her exposed cleavage.
"Oh god! Oh that's good!" Doc kept moaning and gasping as she thrashed her way out of her blouse while keeping her tits in my face and her crotch rubbing against mine. I pulled her bra down, exposing more of her breasts. She chanted my name as I slid my tongue under the edge of the cup to tickle her nipple. It was sweet.
On the street around us people went about their everyday lives. No one looked twice at my half-naked therapist moaning and thrusting against me. Life was good